I just love when Easter arrives. Not just because it’s the celebration of the resurrection of Jesus, which, of course is important and definitely something to celebrate ~ but, every year, I get a brand new, very pretty Easter outfit.
Please don’t think me shallow, because really, there’s been a belief since the early 1800s that wearing three new things on Easter assures good luck during the new year. It’s even written in Poor Robin’s Almanac:
At Easter, let your clothes be new
or else be sure you will it rue.
And I’m not one to quibble over a brand new outfit!
You certainly know about the Easter Parade where women in their Easter finest, wearing fabulous bonnets walk down Fifth Avenue. It’s really something to behold!
And it all began in the 1870s when Easter was known as the Sunday of Joy.
You see, so many women and girls had worn dark colors in mourning during the Civil War (how sad). When the war ended, they were really happy and started wearing colorful clothes again.
With the celebration of the Sunday of Joy, the women and girls made sure to be especially pretty in bright-colored clothes and hats adorned with blooming fresh flowers. They wanted to look their finest for the celebration of the resurrection of Jesus.
After Mass, the women walked from their church to another, carrying Easter flowers.
Over the years, as is often the case you know, traditions changed ~ instead of walking from one church to another, a parade down Fifth Avenue became all the rage ~ it’s the Easter Parade. Women and men wearing the most fabulous hats and colorful outfits stroll down Fifth Avenue, hoping to have their picture taken for everyone to see how pretty they look.
One day, I want to be in that parade and have my picture taken.
Whenever I say the words Easter Parade, I immediately think of the glamorous Judy Garland and Fred Astaire singing Irving Berlin’s 1933 hit of the same name.
In your Easter bonnet, with all the frills upon it,
You’ll be the grandest lady in the Easter parade.
I’ll be all in clover and when they look you over,
I’ll be the proudest fellow in the Easter parade.
On the avenue, Fifth Avenue, the photographers will snap us,
And you’ll find that you’re in the rotogravure.
Oh, I could write a sonnet about your Easter bonnet,
And of the girl I’m taking to the Easter Parade.
May your Easter be filled with joy and celebration ~ bright colors and pretty things ~ and delicious chocolate and love. Happy Easter!